Chapter 455 - Four Hundred And Fifty-five: His Ugly History (1/2)
The third point of view:
Before their date was over, Anabelle realized she had more in common with Julie than she thought like their love of French foods and music. Unlike her who only knew French because she had lived there with her mother when she was young, Anabelle discovered Julie could speak five other languages flawlessly; Spanish, Mandarin, Russian, Arabic, and Korean. He was simply amazing.
”Wow,” Anabelle was blown away, ”How were you able to master them so well?” she still couldn't believe it. The boy was a genius.
”Well, my mother was of Russian descent hence it wasn't hard to pick up that one. Mandarin and Arabic were learned during my vocations since grandfather travel a lot. I had no option but to learn Spanish since most of our business partners come from there,”
”And Korean?” She reminded him.
”Well, it sounds crazy but I stumbled upon one of their boy groups online and heard their songs and ever since then, made it a life mission to learn it just so I could sing along to the lyrics. Besides, it sounds kind of cool,”
”Oh really? I bet you wooed one of the girls with it,” Anabelle joked yet felt a tinge of jealousy inside of her.
”Jiltu hal ttae gwiyeowo boyeo,” Julie said suddenly.
Anabelle's brows furrowed, ”What does that mean?” She asked
”It means you look cute when you're jealous,”
She scowled at him, ”I'm not jealous,”
”Really?” he cocked a brow at her
”I'm not. I don't care whether you spoke cute Koreans to girls at all,” she wrapped her arms across her shoulder sternly.
Julie simply smiled, then took her hand in his, ”You don't need to worry about my past since you're the only one I'll be speaking sweet Koreans to from now on. How does that sound?” he promised her.
”Whatever,” she looked away, yet her heart bubbled with anticipation at the thought. Julie was hers now and no other lady would hear him speak Korean again forever and ever.
However, as if the universe wanted to play her around, an exciting voice chipped from behind, ”Oh my God, Julie, is that you?!”
Both couples turned around and for the first time, Anabelle had never been intimidated in her life than that moment.
The girl in question who had called Julie was in one word, a well ”endowed” woman - note that word. She looked like those uniformly top-heavy female characters from those Japanese animes. The girl was sensuously curvy with a voluminous buttock even though she had a long silhouette and Of course a large burst.
It was quite amusing to Anabelle that Julie had been complaining about her little cleavage exposure today when the lady's own breast was clearly straining against her dress. Judging from her appearance, it doesn't seem like Julie had been bitching about her exposure when they had been together.
Unconsciously, Anabelle's sight lingered on the girl's DD cup breast before her sight returned to her A-cup ones, and let's just say, her morale was instantly crushed. What did Julie even see in her?
Meanwhile, unknown to Anabelle, Julie was in an uncomfortable position, where had this great demoness appeared from?